When I was in junior high school, I didn’t know what QQ was. But suddenly one day, many people told me, “If you don’t register for QQ, you will be out.” I didn’t know what it was at the time, but
I found that more and more people around me were registering for the legendary QQ. Until one day, I found that I and another girl were the only ones in the class who didn’t have a QQ account. At that time, I deeply felt that if I didn’t register anymore,
If so, I would probably be kicked out of the class. I saved half a day's food expenses that day (don't think it would be a lot, that is, a crumpled three yuan, which is only enough for an hour's Internet fee in an Internet cafe.), in a
I reluctantly registered an account under the pressure of my brother, and from then on I announced to the outside world: I have become a member of the QQ family. I no longer have to be regarded as an alien, at least I am in.
The QQ account was born under such a terrible situation. From then on, I thought that I would never be kicked out on QQ again. But when I was in high school, many people opened QQ space, and I was kicked out again.
, people around me opened the space and posted some diaries and moods on it. This time I learned the lesson and took the initiative to open the space when others were not paying attention, but it never worked.
Today, many new terms have been derived from QQ, such as "diving, stealing food, grabbing stalls, alumni, fighting landlords, farms, and a series of words that are popular in life." Once, I accidentally met on the road.
I met a junior high school classmate. The two of us were having dinner together. When the subject of fashion came up, she suddenly asked me, "Why do I rarely see you on QQ? It turns out that you also play diving. You often play on QQ."
What?"
"I, I...I usually don't go on QQ." I smiled sarcastically.
She suddenly looked at me in surprise, "I really didn't expect that after so many years, you haven't made any progress at all, and you are still kicked out. I like stealing food, grabbing stalls, and fighting landlords. But I also often dive."
I was confused at the time and pointed at her nose, "You, what are you doing to steal other people's food? They set up stalls well, why are you robbing them? If you want to steal, just steal some to compare.
Things you can get, such as netbooks, wireless network cards, etc..."
She stared at me with a combination of surprise, disbelief, contempt, and suspicion...in short, a look that I couldn't understand at the time, and didn't speak for a while. I couldn't understand the meaning of her look at the time, but I understand it now.
, that look probably means - idiot, haha...
After so many years, in fact, QQ has entered our lives invisibly, and invisibly changed our living habits, or in other words, it is leading our lives, whether you accept it or oppose it,
Anyway, that's what it's all about.
I have opened the space for so many years, but I have never written a diary of my own. Some of the entries are reprints of others (and they were reprinted due to irresistible factors). In the days when 2009 is about to pass, it can also be said that
I don’t want to be outed, but I always want to write something, write it for myself, and let others see it.
A year, in the eyes of many people, may be a short time. Just play, eat, drink, pick up girls, play games, hang out, sleep... it’s almost gone. However, in my case,
In my heart, 2009 was very long, because the road during this period was very difficult, very tragic, very desolate, very unforgettable, and even made me shed tears...
When I was taking the first college entrance examination, I accidentally fell in love with reading novels under the influence of someone. For me at that time, novels were like drugs.
I don’t know if it’s day or night. I even accidentally wrote the name of a heroine when I was writing an essay. Failure in the college entrance examination seemed to be inevitable, and the facts proved that it was indeed the case. In my senior year of high school (tutoring), one day finally came
I suddenly discovered that reading such-and-such novel written by so-and-so made me have the urge to commit suicide. I had no appetite for food for several days, so I picked up the pen and felt that I could write better than so-and-so.
In this way, in one year, I wrote more than one million words of "novel" with pen and paper (the reason for the quotation marks is because these novels are nonsense and not readable.), because my parents are at home.
To accompany myself, I didn’t want to be ashamed of my parents, so I had to study during the day and write novels at night (remember, I wrote with a pen on paper, and there were no computers at home at that time.). More than one million words, without any compensation.
After writing so many words under such circumstances, I may have done this just to realize a dream, a dream that could not be realized in reality. If reporters exposed it, it would definitely rank among the top ten deeds that shocked the world in 2007.
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I never thought that one day the words written in my hand could be exchanged for RMB. In 2008, my new work finally became available to the public and was finally serialized on the website. More and more people came to see Quicksand (Kuchiki,
(Guang Guang), these people are called "readers" in the dictionary. With the support of these readers, Liusha finally understood the meaning of working so hard to write so many words on paper. In 2009, Liusha began
I got paid to write. More readers gave me spiritual motivation. The number of clicks on the webpage increased from the initial few thousand, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands to millions, and over ten million. The quicksand became clear.
Writing is no longer a hobby, but more of a responsibility, a responsibility to oneself, to readers, to editors, and to all those who support Quicksand!
The endings of several million-length novels in 2009 gave me a deeper understanding of writing. "Shura" (also known as "The Judge", "Supreme Shura" has a total of 1.1 million words), "The Evil Way"
"Lord of the Wolf" (800,000 words, not yet finished, it is said that the serialization will start on February 1st.). From the editor-in-chief of Feicai, Liusha began to serialize "Bad Driver" under the pseudonym "Rotten Wood Can Carve" (has been updated for 60 years)
Ten thousand words, currently being updated...), I am very grateful to the editor-in-chief of Feicai, and Comrade Lei Xin. Thank you, and I wish all those who support Quicksand (Light, Deadwood) can realize their dreams in the new year.
When writing became the responsibility of No. 1 Middle School, my life changed accordingly. Many times, my colleagues invited me to drink tea, take a walk, travel, camp, have fun, go shopping or even the simplest meal, but I could no longer leave.
I want to go but I can’t because there are still many readers waiting to see your updates and the editor’s expectations. In fact, many times I also want to go, but I can’t find anyone who can convince me not to stay.
The reason for this is, yes, I can’t let down my book friends, editors, or myself. The meaning of writing lies in the readers. If you abandon the true meaning of writing, then what’s the point of writing...
I remember when I first received my royalties, I held those red bills, leaned against the bank gate alone, and cried sadly. These things that seem very glorious to outsiders, but behind them, there are other things.
A few people know that this is the result of two years, six hundred or seven hundred days of writing day and night. I think very few people can truly understand this feeling.
Occasionally, the principal of a training school called me and wanted to write something for them. I knew very well that what I wrote was very ordinary and could not even compare with many others, but I really wanted to go, so I agreed to go.
After that, I became a legendary person in charge there. Not long after, my parents, who were thousands of miles away, insisted that I was engaging in a pyramid scheme. They kept saying that they no longer wanted me as their son and that they would never go back home again...
...This is really more painful than stabbing with knives. The few words from my dearest relatives have a great impact on me. I really have no choice between career and filial piety! Although it is only a few short years
Months have passed, but it feels like a long, long journey. Behind the glory and status of a leader, there is a tired and tired heart, and the risks and responsibilities he bears are much heavier than that halo.
Naturally, there will be a lot of bumps and bumps in it, and it is not convenient to talk about it here. People should really keep a distance from each other. Even the closest friends and brothers should maintain the minimum respect and etiquette.
. Even one's own parents and wife should be respected. The same is true for relatives, not to mention outsiders. No one knows what kind of heart is hidden behind his smile.
Fortunately, we are all young. You can and should continue to do what you want to do while you are young. You are only young once in life. Once you have passed, you will never come back. If you have passed the youthful and glorious period and have a family,
When you have offspring, you will suddenly find that there are many things you want to do but can no longer do, because you have shouldered responsibilities that will last a lifetime. Every step you take and everything you do affects your family.
Your descendants. Many things need to be considered from the perspective of family and descendants, which means that you have been "bound". However, as young people, we do not have this responsibility yet, so we have to express ourselves when we are born.
When we came, we came naked, and when we left, we also left behind a piece of loess and ashes. In this life, we will never take away anything in the world. Life is an experience. The more experiences we have, the richer our life will be.
Naturally, we will become more and more fulfilled. Since we know that we cannot take away every plant and tree in the world, we will continue to experience the things we want to do and try our best to make our lives "full". And we cannot because of the so-called failure,
The so-called fear is the fear of getting hurt and stopping in your tracks. When you leave this world, try to leave as few regrets as possible and as few things you want to do but haven’t done yet...
Haha, in 2009, Liusha fell in love with a girl, but was kicked out. A woman's heart is like a needle on the bottom of the sea, haha. This is the year of 2009, which gave Liusha too many memories, too much longing, and too much sadness.
Bitterness and tears. Well, 2009 has passed like this. Haha, 10 years have passed. In the new year, new things will come. Year after year, we are climbing higher, but we are also getting closer and closer.
end.
Many colleagues once saw me sacrificing almost all my spare time on writing, and they once asked me whether it is worth it? I have thought about this question for a long time, and I still haven't come up with an answer, but I know that quicksand will continue to move like this.
Go on. I also hope that everyone will stick to their own ideas and go on firmly, and one day they will walk out of a sunny avenue...
(Finally, everyone is welcome to read Kuchiki’s (Bad Driver)